I wrote the below lines in November when I received my fabrics!

“O my God! O my God! Can you believe it? My fabrics are here in my hands. I am crying with aww that how I made it possible with the help of Allah. I just did one thing. I never gave up. I submitted files at least for 7 times. I received my fabrics in another country by chance. It was purely no good luck, it happened all by the consistent approach I was taking every single day! Thanks to the Lord who gave me a chance to meet virtually so many strangers on the Internet!”

No one ever forgets the feeling of being humbled when someone tastes the fruit of hard work!

When I was a teenager, my mom used to take me to the cloth market and I didn’t have any single idea that I would able to make one! Even I was not a good shopper. Whatever my mom used to buy for me, I accepted it because of her good choice. I was never ever into fabric world. But designing it with an impact is my great interest, at least I should know why I make designs? What change can it bring? Do think about it! Whatever you do, ask yourself why do want to do it? Anyways as promised,

What happened in real when I saw my fabrics for the first time, let’s crack the story 😊